Luthien: So the imp gets cleaned and-- Ferrahn: *pounce*

Luthien: *amused* And what are you up to, Ferrahn? Ferrahn: *hiss* Move aside!

Luthien: Well. I'm slightly insulted. And there I thought you'd wanted to play. Ferrahn: She'll forget about the foot and lose it. Errand: Yes, she will! It's a good thing you noticed it under Luthien, Ferrahn! Seph: Hey, I'd not have lost Shy's foot! Errand: You would have!

Errand: Come on, let's hurry up and get Shy all cleaned up. Luthien: I say that you just get rid of the shell. It's an eyesore, and I doubt Shy will ever come back. Everyone: . . . Razkil: Don't say that. Luthien: My dear boy. Feyn's had Shy's remains sitting on his work desk for months. And I'll bet that in all the time Evien and I have been away, he's not looked at his desk once. Errand: Hey. Luthien: It's very noble of you to keep hoping Shy will come back, but you should also be realistic. He never was anything more than a toy. The toy's broken now and can't be fixed. Ferrahn: You didn't have to be that harsh. Errand: Yeah!! =-_-= Razkil: I know Shy will come back. Luthien: Good luck waiting then. Razkil: He'll come back.

Feyn: . . . Seph: I told you to fix him. Feyn: I said there wasn't a point in doing that. Seph: But you'd said you'd try! Feyn: . . . Seph: Well? Feyn: I'll think about it. Seph: Feyn! Feyn: Razkil will lose hope in time. Seph: . . . you can't be serious. Feyn: *shrugs* Why worry about a toy when we can worry about Variq? Seph: . . .

Ferrahn: Give me back the foot, Errand. Errand: I was just looking at it. =P

Razkil: . . . Seph: *glares at Feyn* Feyn: *shrugs* Seph: Hey, don't worry about it. Feyn will fix Shy somehow. We'll have our lil evil back again once he gets to it. Razkil: Okay.

Razkil: Don't you miss Shy? Seph: Well, I do, at times...but his empty body has been bothering me for quite a bit. ^_^; Razkil: Why? Seph: It's eerie to look at when it's empty. -_- Razkil: But Shy will be using it again. Seph: Yes, he will. ^_^

Ferrahn: *purrs* Evien: *low hiss* Feyn: Don't you dare wrestle each other on my skirt. Luthien: *chuckles* I think Feyn's just given us permission. Feyn: Everyone off my skirt now!

Errand: The cats don't want to move. Razkil: Ferrahn? Silren: *chuckles* Feyn: *sigh*

Evien: Let's play... *purrs* Luthien: *purrs* Oh yes, this is a rather nice spread to lie on. Ferrahn: *purrs* Feyn: Off! Off!

The cats: *purrs* Feyn: . . . Luthien: *chuckles* Ferrahn says you play rather well. Ferrahn: We wouldn't leave you out... *purrs* Feyn: I am really not in the mood. Evien: We'll put you in the mood.

Feyn: . . . Seph: *grin* I don't think they'll be going anywhere. Errand: Let's go inside, Razkil. Feyn: Bring Variq in with you. Seph: *grin* You'd better tell him that; you know he won't listen to us. Feyn: *sigh* Variq, go inside with Razkil and do whatever he tells you to do. Seph: You're going to stay outside with the cats? Feyn: For a while. Seph: Okay. If... Feyn: If I go home, I'll check on Kamahn and give you a report. Seph: Thanks.

After a while, Seph takes to the task of cleaning Shy's body...

Errand: Variq should use Shy's body until he gets his own. Silren: No, Errand. Errand: But Shy's not using it. Silren: It won't be right. Razkil: Silren's right, Errand. Errand: But at this rate, we'll never get ____ and that crazy Khamiel their bodies. Seph: We'll get those after we get Variq his body. Errand: And when would that be? =P Seph: When it happens, it happens. Now be quiet while I work. Errand: See, she's never going to be getting anyone bodies, Razkil. Silren: Errand, let Seph work.

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